love me for me part 7

6 months later

 “You’re getting a little skinny.” Liam stated when Niall walked in. “Really? Cause Harry-” Niall started and then cut himself off. “Harry what?” Liam demanded. “Thinks I should lose more weight.” Niall mumbled. “I am going to get you some food.” Liam panicked “and then I am going to call Harry.” “don’t call Harry.” Niall said scared. He had fucked up everything now. He was so angry at himself. I should just die, he thought, Harry won’t let me see the daylight anymore anyways. 

Niall waited until Liam went to the kitchen and then he struggled his way into the bathroom. He lifted a tile up, and got a razor blade out of the hiding space he had made a while back. Then he sat down in the bathtub. First he cut his right wrist, he liked the burning feeling it gave him. He moved the razor blade to this left wrist and cut it too then he made a deep cut in his neck. He dropped the blade and held his legs to his body. Niall was covered in blood and tears.

The door opened. Niall looked up and saw both Harry and Liam. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” Harry demanded. “I-i” Niall cried. Harry stepped closer to Niall and pulled him out of the bathtub. With that action Niall’s left sleeve got ripped up and revealed a huge bruise and many more smaller ones. Liam looked at the two boys then he aimed a punch at Harry’s face. “let go of him!”  Liam yelled. Harry looked shocked and rubbed his jaw. “I can’t do this anymore Harry,” Niall said softly, “We’re done.” Then Niall fell into unconciousness. Liam started to put bandages on Niall’s wrist and he put a huge bandaid on the wound on the Irish boy’s neck. “LEAVE!” He yelled to Harry. Liam held Niall tightly. Hoping, praying he’d wake up. 

7 days later…

“Where’s Harry?” Niall asked when he woke up in the hospital. “Harry’s not aloud near you anymore.”  Liam stated. “Isn’t that going a little far? I mean we only broke up with eachother.” Niall said confused. Liam sighed deeply. “He isn’t aloud near you because he fucking abused you, made you a goddamn anorexic and he will probably never fucking stop doing that goddamn crap.” Liam said frustrated, “Do you really not get that?!” He asked, “because that would really stupid.” Niall’s lip trembled. “B-but it’s what my dad did to my mom and what my brother did to me and sometimes when you behave badly it’s right.” Niall protested. “It’s not right, Niall. It’s never right to abuse someone.” Liam said, his voice calming down a little. Niall knew that some things both his brother and Harry had done weren’t right, but some things had always felt like that they were.